CAPTION CONTEST
15 March 2010
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What’s Freddy Mercury thinking about? [via]
Also, I feel you should know, I have this exact same outfit in orange.
PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES! PRIZES!
An impartial panel of judges composed of my sister and brother-in-law will choose the winning caption.
The winning entry will be announced sometime on Friday, March 19. They will have 48 hours to email me – heathen (at) uncouthheathen (dot) com – their address to which I will send a Corn Dog T Shirt, personalized card and other assorted shit you don’t need. Maybe a cat if I can get Carson into the box.
If no one answers or the winner does not email me, I reserve the right to burn the prizes in a ritualistic fire of cleansing at the next full moon, after which I will drink too much whiskey and sing karaoke in the alley behind my sister’s house.
*** UPDATE: WINNER! WINNER! WINNER! WINNER! WINNER! WINNER! WINNER! WINNER! ***
LISA WINS! I will get you that corn dog t-shirt as soon as you tell me what size you want. Congratulations and thanks for playing.
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When I said I wanted ‘all eyes on me,’ I didn’t mean it literally.
Freddy took his pottery night classes very seriously.
Kids, I’m sorry you had to find out this way. Your dad? There’s something kind of wrong with him.
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please don’t steal
Copyright 2007-2011
All of it. Even that thing I wrote that time.
Even this: poop. poop. poop.
That's mine. I wrote it.
When you steal, a kitten breaks its leg. True story.
Thank you.
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